Unbroken chain

The knot that you both sealed
the wedding rings, and bridal veil
like your shoes all shiny new
walked upon the rice all strewn
 
Tin cans bumping down the road
their clatter fortune could bestow
such outlook rosy, painted pink
but chain will have its weaker links
 
The marraige bed its groan and creak
but then he snores, when he's asleep
will you sill allure, during  pregnancy  
is that bump just twins or maybe three
 
Some have a few some have a lot
but each deserve the best you got
for nurture will fortify each link
the right from wrong is just instinct
 
He the Ying she the Yang
in that fit forever clamped  
a kiss to mend frustrations gripes
for marriage has its lows and highs
 
None perfect in that loved corral
that herd some wild, some just normal
the days and months and time soon goes
for each link's the bond of marriage vows